To think life is a little bit shit?

[clairemcnam]

I know there are wonderful things about life. But most of it is pretty mundane.

Life can be crap, mundane, whatever.

If you died, the world would carry on moving, people would miss you, but they would go on with their lives.

There’s something about that that makes me want to be here.

Smother 😂.

Alot of people on this thread have made some very good points, even with differing outlooks. I have found from my own experience of people that the ones that are happiest have had the least amount go wrong for them. It amazes me how some people can go through a lifetime without much going wrong. I wonder how they would have coped with things going wrong all the time. Probably not very well. How much is down to luck? Alot I would say. Then there's the people who are so ground down by life they are seen by the luckier ones as being weak when they find it hard to cope. On the subject of life being mundane, maybe that is because of lack of choice, having ties that are restricting. There is so many variables to this subject, but the bottom line is, if anyone finds life mundane, try to do what you can to change that, even a just a little bit. It will at least help to lift your spirits, and to make life just that little bit more enjoyable or bearable.

I do agree actually
but to have another quote
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars
Oscar Wilde
It is a bit shit, but you have to at least try and rise above

God, I love life.

I'm watching the Lego Batman movie while eating popcorn and cuddling a dog tummy.

Might have a cup of tea shortly. Life is so good.

Well it may be shit to you but I don’t take it seriously it’s a day out in the city better than sitting home moping

Good for you.

I have witnessed, sadly, some with seemingly charmed lives destroyed by a difficult life event, seemingly no resilience to the curve balls.

I know what you mean some people cannot get over their trauma and it effects them greatly it’s tough.
I always think of my best friend.
Her mum was murdered when she was a teen. My friend is the happiest person I know. So pleasant and bubbly. Of course she may have her tough days but I just put everything in perspective if she can live her life happily and make a life for herself while dealing with her stuff then I can at least be happy and not complain about the trivial things.
A perspective is always good.
For me I have bad anxiety and to travel to a different town to see mrs hinch is a huge thing for me.
But I want to live life. I don’t want to be like the miserable complainers I know the positive people are the happy ones and the negative ones are always miserable.
At least that’s been my experience with people.

I wouldn't be so judgemental as to say the negative ones are just miserable. That's quite a lot more than negative.

I'd be happy with a day in a city (and do have them!) without going to see a woman who literally celebrates the mundane ie. cleaning! Whatever floats your boat, I guess.

I felt like you for the longest time. I thought about suicide every day. All of a sudden I've cone out from under the cloud and life is great.

Yes and she’s making a pretty penny doing so while shock horror..having a laugh doing it and not taking it seriously she’s said it herself it’s only a laugh..just as I am going up for the laugh...life is too short guys

It’s totally shit because it’s pointless. It’s one long struggle with a miserable death at the end of it? And for what? No reason at all. I seriously regret the fact my parents had me. It was a bad decision. There is absolutely no joy or happiness because it’s all futile. Like what’s the point in looking forward to anything - when ultimately it’s pointless anyway? That’s what I think. Plenty of crappy things can happen but rarely anything nice.

You’ve got to look for the diamonds in the shit. As an atheist I believe this is it and you’re a long time dead.

Totally agree OP. I’m currently wondering what the point of actually being here actually is.

It was having my children that made me realise just how shitty life really is, for all but the most charmed. Wake up, feed, clean up, washing, activity, feed, clean up, put away washing, activity, feed, clean up, bath, bed, collapse. Repeat a million times with ever mounting guilt that you aren't feeding them the right food, keeping the house clean enough, doing Enriching things, interacting and supporting them properly, equipping them with resilience and life skills, whilst always realising you've not exercised enough/done something enriching for youself/ate too much/not considered the environment enough, then you realise that you're fat and middle aged and none of your 'friends' really give a toss about you and your children will grow up into teens who resent you and are embarrassed by you, and they will also suffer pain, rejection, humiliation, and then they'll leave and your body will crumble and you'll die alone, and the best you can hope for is that it isn't too painful.

Yes it’s my children who have made me realise how crap it all is too.
I wish I hadn’t had them - it’ll be crap for them as well.

You know what much of life is boring and mundane. It’s interspersed with highs and lows. Once you accept that the mundane is just life. It’s the measure against which you can tell something is amazing or shit. But spend time in the now you can see amazing details in the mundane too if you take the time to slow down really look and appreciate it.

Wrapple, call me and pinki, I feel the same. I try to have a positive outlook, and I take alot of notice of other peoples views like the pp who said there are diamonds in the shit! But when the shit seems relentless it's hard. I think I can whittle it down to feeling like you're in a great big rut you can't get out of, however hard you try.

I often feel the daily difficulty of trying not to feel embarrassed and socially anxious by my involuntary movement disorder with all its lip smacking, grimacing, weird mouth movements and such like very wearing, and I have had many days over the past 3 years when I have felt like screaming loudly ‘Why the heck is this happening to me?! What have I done to deserve some of the crap that has happened to me?’ I know that this is utterly pointless asking this though, and that there is no rhyme nor reason for it. I just happened to be very unlucky.

When I feel like this, I put my big girl’s pants on, pull them up really high, and try to imagine all the shite that I put up with had been counteracted by the amazing things such as my two wonderful DC, and my family.

It does make me sad that I didn’t truly appreciate my good health before it went wrong. I’m always saying to my DD not to take her health for granted and to look after herself. I know we can’t always control what happens to us health-wise though, so being grateful and mindful is very important for me.

I second that about the health. Although I've long had it in my mind to be grateful for good health, it's not until you lose it that you really realise. Then of course there's that added to the bad stuff, but you just have to accept it.